last couple of months kinda been a disaster
“’Course I’m friendly.” Milo playfully protests – the equivalent of a dog in this town. Someone that can get close and friendly with those around, so nobody thinks twice when he makes his runs. As for the next comment, a snort is granted to him, a shrug of bronze shoulders. “I dunno, maybe? Think yer that good, eh?” He chides playfully, before following the other man at the gesture.
A gesture with his own hand seems to say ‘yeah, a fuckin’ guide, exactly what I said’ but the young man remains silent. At the option of the red velvet chairs and couches, Milo immediately picks one as James tells him to sit wherever – flopping down in one and sprawling out. “Does sound convenient.” He offers, running a hand along the fabric and thinking nothing of what body parts had touched it.
At least trying not to.
His red head pops up over the edge of the couch as he focuses on the bottles, squinting so his dark eyes flicker between the options. “Somethin’ sweet and strong. Darker, prolly.” Flashing another wide, crooked grin at James, Milo slips back down along the couch.
A gesture with his own hand seems to say ‘yeah, a fuckin’ guide, exactly what I said’ but the young man remains silent. At the option of the red velvet chairs and couches, Milo immediately picks one as James tells him to sit wherever – flopping down in one and sprawling out. “Does sound convenient.” He offers, running a hand along the fabric and thinking nothing of what body parts had touched it.
At least trying not to.
His red head pops up over the edge of the couch as he focuses on the bottles, squinting so his dark eyes flicker between the options. “Somethin’ sweet and strong. Darker, prolly.” Flashing another wide, crooked grin at James, Milo slips back down along the couch.
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
sorry, i had to move to alaska
MILO
